Check This Shit OutPosted on: October 31, 2009, at 09:03:36pm [
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I can see right through you
Now tell me does that sound familiar?
Now that I got your attention
I just wanted to say
I am so flattered that you mention my name
You've been paying my bills for way too long
And I'm so happy that you just can't stop talking shit
Keep running your mouth
I keep cashing checks
Snapping necks
So keep running your mouth
I keep them shook crews running
Like they supposed to
You come around but you never come close to
I can see it inside your face
You're in the wrong place
I implore you to comprehend
I'm more machine now than man
You're so vain
I bet you think this song is about you
Don't you
So much for plagiarism
So much for you to waste your breath running your mouth
A rat race to the top
Sore losers never satisfied with what they've got
Your career is flipping
So do me a favor
The next time you see her
Ask your girl what my dick tastes like
Yo
What
Check This Shit OutPosted on: October 31, 2009, at 09:03:34pm [
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I can see right through you
Now tell me does that sound familiar?
Now that I got your attention
I just wanted to say
I am so flattered that you mention my name
You've been paying my bills for way too long
And I'm so happy that you just can't stop talking shit
Keep running your mouth
I keep cashing checks
Snapping necks
So keep running your mouth
I keep them shook crews running
Like they supposed to
You come around but you never come close to
I can see it inside your face
You're in the wrong place
I implore you to comprehend
I'm more machine now than man
You're so vain
I bet you think this song is about you
Don't you
So much for plagiarism
So much for you to waste your breath running your mouth
A rat race to the top
Sore losers never satisfied with what they've got
Your career is flipping
So do me a favor
The next time you see her
Ask your girl what my dick tastes like
Yo
What
Born Into A Life Of SufferingPosted on: October 22, 2009, at 10:38:23am [
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Born into a life of suffering scientific prodding now beings
Vestigial extremities a twisted mass of skin
It looks a monster but they swear it's human too
Truth is that it could've been me or you
One simple helix misconstrued
The world of science finds it beautiful
The child is deemed a male
And beneath the glowing lights it's grown
Can it feel human love?
No one would waste a drop on such a thing
Eyeless abomination hideously disheartening
Machines inflate its weakened lungs
Sustained by liquid foods
Pinkish throbbing aberration
Anomalous abortion living on
Monitored observed and when it finally passes
Internal organs will be 'splayed to find what therein lies
Unlock the secrets of the spine
Its mysteries will baffle modern medicine for centuries to come
What god will it plead unto
A life spent on display in microscopic detail
X-ray shows with an intestinal maze
The operating theatre awaits
Can it feel human love?
No one would waste a drop on such a thing
Eyeless abomination hideously disheartening
It looks a monster but they swear it's human too
Truth is that it could've been me or you
One simple helix misconstrued
He would look better floating in a jar
Cataloged and carried our this life of hell comes to an end
Monitored observed and when it finally passes
Internal organs will be 'splayed to find what therein lies
Unlock the secrets of the spine
Its mysteries will baffle modern medicine for centuries to come
His sad existence in the gleam of the waiting scalpel
A sick example a selection most unnatural
Illuminating fortune and fragility
We may never know the meaning of its short and torturous life
We All Bear The BloodlinePosted on: October 22, 2009, at 10:35:27am [
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We bear the bloodline of the conqueror
Behold this war-scarred coat of arms
Weathered and worn are we
But with an eye ajar we sleep with blade in hand
We're waiting for the call
Join us! Black valor's on our side
Striking with satanic force we'll crust their fabled Christ
Decimated by a whirlwind of insufferable attacks
Impenetratable black phalanx of our unblessed spear and shield
We march upon the enemy with hate, with hate
On this day of victory christian blood will soak these battlefields
The tidings of a war infernal
Destruction of all angelic life
To bear the mark of the pentagram circle reviled
Armageddon's drawing nearer
On the coattails of the end we'll ride
Of death we hath no fear,
Hails! black valor's on our side!
Boundless is unholiness iniquitous our pride
Each man a god unto himself spirit never to die
To the almighty one, unholy bearer of horns
Empower me, flow through my veins
And carry me in war
To the unwavering devoted to the dark
I drink these wines on majesty to you
Do you show the standard of sixhundred sixty sixth
Will your flesh withstand the dawning of apocalypse
Does your will it guide the spear that pierced the martyr's ribs
We will not rest till this rotten planet's black - as pitch
The tidings of a war infernal
Destruction of all angelic life
To bear the mark of the pentagram circle reviled
Brothers! black valor's on our side!
Striking with satanic force we'll crush their fabled Christ
Unhallowed Armageddon's drawing near
Boundless is unholiness of death we hath no fear
This Is The ShitPosted on: October 17, 2009, at 01:53:59pm [
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Too tragic to stay with you
Too static to try for you
These scars, they swallow hard
The part of the past that's hollow and dark
Too horrid to kill for you
Too sordid to die with you
Unstable as always, come down
Everything else is just dust and sound
SEPARATE (I've lost my only way)
SEPARATE (I've lost my only way)
SEPARATE (I've lost my only way)
SEE THE SHAPE (Broken and thrown away)
I'd give it all away, come take it all away
You can't resent the fear
Somebody tell me how I got here
I'd give it all to you, come take it, it's all for you
The noise is so damn loud, but
Everything else is just dust and sound
I don't wanna do this anymore
Everything's shit - everything's been taken
Forsaken - gotta start it over cuz I'm hearing it
Backwards - DON'T make sense - DON'T feel better
Who's better? It's not that simple
You gotta figure it out before you make things difficult
It's not a word, it's a problem, the problem was easy
Draw your conclusions - solutions?
Anybody else wanna run?
Contorting, distorting - I am undone
One less propaganda nightmare fixture
Are you getting the picture?